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Two family birthdays (my mother's and my sister's) in one, for which I'm kind of grateful, but still two cakes to make, because my sister doesn't like the family recipe chocolate Torte my mother always wants for her birthday. The Panamatorte went without a hitch yesterday evening, but had a bit of a nervous breakdown today making the Gugelhupf for my sister when first the yeast refused to dissolve and rise (two failed attempts) and then, when I bought dry yeast, the dough wouldn't really rise either. Well, it was edible.

The niece is cute & very grown up and I'm starting to get her into NIN. Kidding. But she remembered that I once played a CD on my old iMac that my parents inherited and wanted me to play some music, and all that's left on iTunes there are the CRC sessions and a couple of belly-dancing music tracks. She sat through The Fragile on my lap, quite fascinated (or maybe just tired) and then amused herself with the space bar throughout half of Hurt, turning Trent on & off & on & off &c.. Told her that she was now the coolest (not quite) three year old ever.

Also, watching my parents interact for five minutes sets my teeth on edge and makes me helplessly angry and thoroughly depressed all at once, and I keep wondering, why is it so impossible for me to shake off that influence? Why can't I fix myself at least to the extent that my sister could?


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Sep. 19th, 2009 08:11 pm (UTC)
I made a Gugelhupf for the first time last month (or was it the month before that?). Either way, it turned out really well, but I probably wouldn't make it again unless I had company, as it dries out so quickly. Makes for a nice breakfast though, and looks very elegant. I can't even find live yeast in the supermarket here -- only dry. I'm sure it must be sold in some specialty shops, but I've never actually seen any.

Your parents make you feel the same way my father makes me feel. I think we need to form a club/support group for traumatized children of "difficult" parents. *sigh*

Sep. 19th, 2009 09:05 pm (UTC)
I've made Germgugelhupfe before, quite a few times, always with live yeast (one can buy that in every supermarket here, since it's still quite widely used), so I really have no idea why it didn't work out this time. Frustrating.

Parents... *sigh* Denial doesn't work, because at one point there simply *is* no denying how much of an influence they are on one's personality. Recognising that doesn't seem to be a way out of it, either. Is there even one? I'm so tired of this...

Sep. 19th, 2009 09:35 pm (UTC)
I have a couple of German cookbooks, and many times the recipe calls for live yeast, so I don't really know how much dry yeast to use as a substitute -- though I assume that one can substitute dry for live.

Parents: I know what you mean. Once in a while, I'll catch myself reacting to a situation or doing something that I can picture my father doing, and even if it's something that he did before he lost his mind -- well, it just kind of bothers me.
Sep. 19th, 2009 10:08 pm (UTC)
I caught myself snapping at my mother today in a way that was very reminiscent of something my father might say, and it kind of horrified me. Why is it that they *both* can drive me crazy so easily, even on their own?

On the package I bought today it said it was for 250 g flour, I'll check how much there was in there. I've no idea if there's some kind of fixed yeast : flour ratio for everything, though... You can substitute, as far as I know. My sister is a more of a cook than I am, and she does it frequently.
Sep. 19th, 2009 10:26 pm (UTC)
I wish the U.S. would go to the metric system. It's so much easier. Imperial measurements confuse me...
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